Doesn't expecting the unexpected
Making the unexpected expected?

-Bob Dylan

Emily Clarence POV * * *

I looked around my new spacious office. It was amazingly big than the previous one that I had while the flowers that have been scattered around with greetings on top of each vase made it less lonely than it looks. Flowers are almost arranged like a mini garden, yet, I didn't notice everything when I entered here, especially the unique vase full of white roses beside my table. I briefly examined it for a while then I read the note on it.

'I am looking forward to your wonderful work Miss Clarence. Let's build a wonderful place like your father always dreamed of. I am also like to have a small chat with you soon. Congratulations, Emily.

-Eric Anderson.'

I closed my eyes. I felt the place shakes after I read the note. Mr Anderson looked so high on me very much opposite on what Megan thinks, I am having a lot more pressure now and anxiety because things are a bit overwhelming, though I don't want him to be disappointed and maybe he really saw some potential in me. But I don't think I can prove myself to him anymore since Megan will dismiss me for good. If he knew what'd happen, I'm sure he will not send white roses but instead, it would be black, as a death threat.

I glanced at my wristwatch to check the time, but I immediately regret it. A need to pee suddenly appeared instead.

20 minutes before I meet my crush and the same person who broke my heart with her sharp words of wisdom. Gosh. These things are so 'difficult and I already regret my decision to come here

~*~

After 20 Minutes * * *

I'm standing behind the grand CEO door, I still have this internal debate if I will reach for the doorknob to see the Queen. I didn't know I could be this nervous in my entire life and it's so suffocating, I think I can't breathe. I keep squeezing my hands as if I'm struggling something, and from the corner of my eyes, I could see Megan's secretary looking curious at my state from her desk through the glass walls.

I mentally slapped my face thinking how long I'm standing behind this door and I know how stupid it was. But no one can blame me to feel this way! Because once I open this door, I know, it will be my end. I found myself sighing deeply while straightening my clothes for more or less ten times now. I just hope there are no sharp things inside that room.

Just think that you gonna meet your boss and not the queen. I briefly closed my eyes to imagined my other previous bosses and it kinda helps me a little, an inch to be precise, and there I knocked and I entered. I swear my knees got jello when the door sounded and I forced myself to walk normally like always but it was too difficult. However, when I saw her figure behind her desk, I swear I think I saw a goddess sitting comfortably while scanning something on the papers in front of her. My heart skips in a masterpiece in front of me.

She's totally stunning and dazzlingly beautiful. Ugh! Stupid jake what kind of mind do you have.

Her delicate fingers lightly tapping on the table while her left hand was holding her head in a very sexy way. Her gorgeous wavy hair hanging on the right of her porcelain shoulder that was exposed, maybe to allure anyone who would see it, and from there, I realized I was staring. My heart quickened in the whole time and I think everything lightens up somehow, I blink multiple times to compose myself, look away from her painfully gorgeous figure like a goddess.

I felt my throat that suddenly gets dry and I regret not drinking water a while ago. So I clear my throat but I didn't expect it to be so audible. It made me regret what I did because her beautiful hazel brown eyes met my shocks state.

My knees got jello again and butterflies appeared in my stomach. I didn't know how they manage to enter there but I think they were having a feast.

"Good Morning, I'm Emily Clarence, the new general manager for 'World Hotel'. Nice to finally meet you, Miss Anderson."

My instincts did the job and I am so proud I didn't stutter, I'm still talking the way I wanted but the 'Nice and finally' words not really suiting in here. I mentally facepalm by that. Yet, her amber eyes that seem surprised made me swallowed the lump of air in my throat and it hurts.

'Emily you will be finished after this' My subconscious said.

I didn't know how long she was staring at me because her beautiful figure was such a good distraction. Until she slightly opens her lips, think she gonna say something but she didn't. But since then her surprised expression turned to be unreadable. She finished signing something before she looked back in my direction.

'Probably, your termination letter' my subconscious spoke again and it wasn't helpful at all! Quiet!

"So Miss Clarence... It also nice to finally meet you." She plainly said and sweetly smiled.

For a split second, I thought the murder started. The urge to run away was there for let say 5 seconds ago. However! What I actually saw was the bliss of sunshine and her sweetest smile. Yes! She smiled! Her beautiful signature smile that I always saw in the magazine without any remorse, without irritation or even sarcasm. Just a flirtatious model smile that almost half or probably two-thirds of earth population melted in just staring with this.

Another thing that I can't erase in my head was her melodically voice when she says my surname, it still rings in my ears and it tingles my senses. I swear I needed time to comprehend everything because honestly, I was expecting a different outcome, the worse outcome to be exact.

Am I hallucinating? Perhaps because I didn't get a nice sleep, or maybe am I still dreaming? Awaken in another dream? Has she forgotten about last night? The thought about last night made me shivered. The pain is still there and I forcing myself to shrugged the thoughts off of my system and it wasn't that easy.

Did she really forget it? Or did I even enter the right room?

I examined her intently but soon I regret it because my heart again skips abruptly on how majestic she is.

"The pleasure is mine, Ms Anderson," I answered though I am still unsure of everything.

"Same here." She stands up gracefully and walked to face me. So she didn't remember... me?

My uneasiness subsided and for somehow I felt relieved but at the same time disappointed. It seems my face is forgettable? Or maybe my face has changed in an instance because of no sleep and cry only whole night thing? Or probably this was not the right place to commit murder because we're inside her office, she will be the automatic suspect in the crime for sure. Ugh! I don't know what to think.

She stopped in front of me and leaned in front of her table elegantly. I swear, the fuzzy thing in my stomach multiplies seeing her in full length, the magazine covers didn't give justice to how beautiful she is in person.

"Anyway, we gather this meeting because I decided to put the annual charity ball here at world hotel. I want every elite to participate in this year events and this hotel would cater to everything." She paused and for some reasons, I guess I saw a glint of something in her sparkling amber eyes before she looked away.

"The president also recommends you because of your excellent jobs in the past. I don't know what it is, but I'm looking forward to seeing it."

The way she speaks was very different when she mocked me last night, it felt like I'm dealing with another person but with the same face.

"I am pleased to hear that Miss Anderson but it was not me who should take every credit but also my superiors and my Co-workers who work decently under the management."

"I see"

"Anyway, I understand the circumstances Miss Anderson about the task you were saying, but how much time do we have before the event occur?" I asked feeling a bit comfortable now seeing her usual smiles. Though I'm not quite sure if I asked the right thing?

"You have a month to plan and prepare everything, but don't worry I will personally monitor the proceedings for this event." As always, Anderson's are authoritative and always in control. That's what they are. So, it means I'm not terminated yet? Since I got a month?

Though I don't like the sound of 'I will personally monitor' thing she was saying and the 'You' thing got a hint of something.

"That's very thoughtful of yours Miss Anderson. Don't worry we will do our best to meet your standards." I purposely emphasized the word 'We' in my statement.

"You should be." Geez... The 'You' thing was still there.

I sighed mentally. I am glad she forgot the incident last night. Probably she's not actually the person I think she was.

"By the way, nice to meet you again. General Manager Emily Clarence."

I instantly stopped in my tracks, because the way she pronounces my full name this time was so enchanting, It still rings in my ears repeatedly until I noticed, she's offering her hand. Handshake?

I doubted it. I don't know but I have this gut feeling that I should 'back off' and I'm freaking alarming whatsoever, however, her smiles encouraged me to reach for it.

"Same here, Ms Anderson-"

And just like what I thought. My smile disappeared and I winced when I felt her hand gripped tighter than before. The oddness I felt earlier enveloped my entire being.

"You think, I forgot what happened last night?"

~*~

Freezing cold. Her voice turned freezing cold like the first time we've met. Everything seemed to freeze again, like a De Ja Vu. I could literally feel my eyes widen after her cold and scary remarks.

"If you didn't know yet, I'm not used to share what's mine to anyone Miss Clarence." The threat on her voice was evident and I saw when her smile diminishes and her icy glares weakens me.

She's back! the evil icy queen is back

I remember when Harry Potter says those words and now I know how it felt to see Voldemort face to face. My whole body was shaking badly, her words igniting chills on my entire being. I need to bit my lower lips to stop it from shaking. I am freaking alarming.

The next thing I realised, we have space between us then when I looked at her, she was staring at me with an unreadable smile while her eyes have creepy mischievous sparks toward my direction. Oh, God help me! My knees and my body are not cooperating anymore.

Try to persuade her. A little voice in my head.

I slightly jolted when she seductively walks forward like a lion who gonna eat her prey while I'm forcing my limp legs to maintain are good distance while holding my hand that has been abused. Her eyes are narrowing in my hopeless form and could clearly see the devious intent in her amber eyes.

"M-Miss Anderson I know we met in -unpleasant circumstances... but can we just talked like two civilized people... Please, if you would allow me to explain m-myself first...You will understand" Even my lips are betraying me now!

Rumour has it, Megan always gets wild when she gets mad. I even witnessed it myself before in high school. That's why I can't avoid being scared, especially we are alone in her office and moments ago she tried to break my hand; She can do everything she wants. I'm like a scared prey waiting to be eaten by a wild beast. Then her beautiful wickedly smile gets even wider. Gosh... I am still admiring her beauty despite being scared. Oh! Get a grip on Emily!

"Ms A-anderson please, -let's talk professionally like two matured-"

I screamed a little because I stumbled behind me, everything happens so fast and before my head process it. She's already sitting on my lap straddling while pinning me on the sofa.

I froze in my spot. Butterflies are flying in my stomach and my heart beating so hard I can't breathe, I can also tell she could hear it because it's so loud it's impossible not to. Also, add her intoxicating smell that sending goosebumps on my entire body that makes me lightheaded.

"We are done talking as professionals Clarence, now we're talking 'casually' as two matured persona." She whispered it seductively in my ear and I squeeze shut my eyes to control myself not to shivered but I failed.

I tried to push her this time but my hands are so limply and weak she didn't budge even a little. Every part of my body is slowly betraying me. Oh, God, let me disappear here just this once!

"I wonder what Jake means when he said that you're different."

A hot wet thing that passes on my ear, made all the nerve in my body hyperventilates especially the one down there. I heard myself cursing but she found it funny, laughing jubilantly.

She's making fun of me.

But I can't retort with my current body, with our current position. Especially when our face was inches apart, our noses are already touching, I could literally smell her strawberry mint breath and something else that also nice.

"Megan, please don't hurt me," I uttered hopelessly begging for her mercy. But she just smiled revealing her perfectly white teeth that scare me even more. What an evil queen she is.

"We'll see." She plainly said, tilted her head a little and to my surprise. She crashes her blood red lips to me. And from there I think I'd died.